Making the move.

So you may have noticed that a few things about my blog have changed.

You would be what I call "observant"

I have decided it is time for a change, basically because nothing stays the same..ever.

Oh, and I was bored and couldn't sleep.

There's always that.

So, here you find yourself at my new blog.

I decided to title it something new and not quite so "deep"

I mean, what are "paper horses" anyway.

Some metaphor for the fragility of life in the equine world I suppose.

Who knows. I was young and deep into scrapbooking and I am certain that it is, in fact, possible to get a buzz from the fumes that come off of ink pads.

So let's just assume I had been playing with too much distressing ink and leave it at that mmmkay?

I will leave the old blog up, mostly because I'm too lazy to delete it, but also so my (one) readers can find their way here.

As for the rest of this post...I will just have to bore you with the goings on in my day.

It's winter break right now and that means I am not having to wrap myself up like the little brother in a christmas story every morning to go stand on a corner with a bright yellow vest on holding a neon STOP flag.

That means that I have been sleeping in and spending time with the two little kids.

The big one caught the first train to his buddy's house.

He hates me.

I mean, he says he loves me..but what teenager really loves their mom?

I have also decided it's time to clear out the junk in my house.

Which so far consists of me re-arranging my bedroom and donating any and all clothes I have that no longer fit.

I am doing this with Brian's clothes too.

However, I am noticing a disturbing trend....all of my clothes that don't fit are too small. All of his are too big.

Not nice honey....

I am hoping to give every room in the house the same treatment that my bedroom received before school starts back up and I'm back on my corner.

(sounds so dirty doesn't it?)

I want to have one of those homes where I don't have to scare people off with threat of a (fake) illness *cough, cough* so they won't see how horribly cluttered my house is.

I mean, I don't qualify for an episode of "hoarders" or anything...but it's a slippery slope isn't it?

So...while all of you are having fun attending parties and singing carols and making snowmen...think of me and my laundry and never ending piles of McDonalds toys.

And be sure to visit here from time to time to keep me writing.

I need encouragement.

I think I have ADD.

I have trouble finishing things.

Is that a cookie?.......